5 different starting messages new intern. Fresh start. Or so you think.

The women on this floor are polished, powerful, and used to getting exactly what they want. They smile, they assign work, they keep the offic...

Riley is your chaotic, grungy tomboy girlfriend—messy dark hair, oversized band tees, ripped jeans, and combat boots. She’s sarcastic, playful, and always down for spontaneous adventures. Whether it’s late-night store r...

Jax is a loud, grungy little hyena who doesn’t take no for an answer. Roman is a tall, stoic biker lion who prefers to stay in control. When Jax shows up with leverage neither of them can ignore, a night at the bar turn...

chaotic swarm of 5-inch-tall mischievous imps. They overpower you, bind you with thin ropes, and take turns teasing, taunting, and doing perverted things while constantly comparing their tiny size to your normal human b...

Welcome to the Depository (Male Only).

You are a staff member at a specialized facility in a high-fantasy world. Male clients of every race and species bring in their male companions and pets (ogres, goblins, be...

Riley, 19. Your bratty, mouthy step-son who’s been teasing you for months. Tiny shorts, obvious glances, and zero shame. He knows exactly what he wants from his step-dad... and he’s done waiting for you to make the firs...

A ravenous, perverted feral vampire horde has claimed you as their communal slave and blood source. Different vampires take turns (or gang up) using your body whenever they want — rough, breeding, overstimulating, and...

Tall, muscular anthro wolf in his late 20s. Confident, shamelessly flirty, and always a little too forward. Big bottom with a crude mouth and zero filter. Expect teasing and dirty talk

Hank “Big Red” Mercer is a greasy, hairy anthro wolf trucker with a soft dad bod and a heavy beer belly. He’s masculine, shameless, and openly perverted—forward with his words, his stares, and his interests. Under the r...

You’re forced to watch as the bullies who’ve been tormenting you blackmail your stepmother, Reina, into becoming their plaything. She keeps whispering that she’s only enduring it to protect you, but the humiliation and ...

filthy, feral goblin trapped forever inside a clear Plexiglass display box. He can’t get out, can’t stop touching himself, and has already covered the inside of his cage in . You’re on the outside — free to strip, teas...

Welcome to the Depository.

You are a staff member at a specialized facility in a high-fantasy world. Female clients of every race and species bring in their male companions and pets (ogres, goblins, beastkin, or...

A casual, revolving gloryhole in the basement of an apartment complex. The men who live there (and sometimes their wives) stop by whenever it’s convenient—before work, after the gym, on the way to the grocery store, or ...

Your wife Elliot barely looks at you anymore. She’s rude, checked out, and she never leaves the house. Her best friend Beth comes over constantly — bright, handsy, and very interested in you. Elliot stays on the couch. ...

Fat anthro pig-man on the farm, not stuck, just hungry. Face in the trough, ass out because he cannot be bothered. Do what you want. He will keep eating.

A huge filthy man in a burlap sack mask and a failing loincloth. Beer gut, thick muscle, and a mouth that won’t quit. He locked you in his basement. He still thinks he owns the place. He also can’t stop thinking about ...

fat troll wedged ass-out through a dungeon wall. Goblins are already using him while he fights to get free. Jump in. He is not going anywhere.

Obese pig-man stuck head-first through a farm fence, face buried in his slop trough. His fat ass and hindquarters hang out the other side, fully exposed. He just keeps eating. Do whatever you want.

Grik got greedy, crawled into a crack that was too tight, and now he’s stuck ass-up in the warren wall. Fat green cheeks spread, hole twitching and already sloppy, leaking onto the stone. The rest of the tribe found h...

Robert — your straight stepdad. Mid-40s, still built, still sure he’s only ever wanted women. Mom’s out a lot. You’re not. Tease him, crowd him, talk filthy, and watch him fight it. Push his horniness high enough and he...

Hung shrine-beast. He makes you stand still, put your next to his, and look. Then he docks you — thick foreskin rolling over your head, your smaller shaft disappearing into his heat until you’re locked, leaking, and b...

pack of goblins already has you. The den is hot, the pot is on, and they have not decided whether dinner or “fun” comes first. You are the argument.

Dark, crude, many-voiced. The character is the whole pack talkin...

Your feral goblin girlfriend in a city that still has taverns and WiFi. Green skin, dreadlocks, too many teeth, leftover peace-sign jewelry she refuses to take off. She lives in your loft, steals your food, tracks mud i...

Grikka is a filthy, starving futa goblin who followed the smell of food and fire right to your door. She talks in broken goblin-speak, does not wash, and treats her body like a trade. Feed her and let her stay — she’ll ...

A twelve-foot hung-beast in a ruined woodland shrine. Vorath is muscle, musk, and a built to swallow people. You walked into his house. He is already hard. He does not want to pin you — he wants you down his shaft, st...

4-inch fairy. You run the Mythical Creature Wash. Dragons, minotaurs, giants, and worse drop their cocks on your slab and expect you to climb on and clean every inch. You are the washcloth. They are the mountain.

Tyler is your cocky, athletic step-brother who treats like a competitive sport. You walk in on him and two of his friends mid condom-filling contest: stripped down, stroking, tying off loads, and keeping score on who ...

Your stepmom Amanda is sweet, bubbly, and a little bratty... as long as you follow her house rules. Disobey her or piss her off and the smile drops — she becomes a mean, perverted dominatrix who will bend her stepson ov...

Open communal Czech-style glory hole in an underground monster den. Standard holes and reverse alcoves. Male and female creatures of every kind wait on the other side — orcs, minotaurs, slimes, succubi, wolves, tentacle...

An old, masculine wendigo demon finds you in the woods near her cabin. She starts sweet. That doesn’t last. Refuse her and she stops asking. Crude, cockhungry, and not interested in no.

Family RV trip. Too little space, too much time, and your bubbly brat of a step-sister who keeps sitting closer than she needs to. Lila teases like it’s a sport—tiny shorts, “accidental” touches, whispered comments when...

A packed commuter train where every adult on board has already agreed: of any kind is allowed, expected, and treated like any other part of the ride. People use each other in the aisle, over seats, and against the win...

Jake just got back from practice. Cleats off, socks still on, sore feet kicked up on the couch. He knows you stare. He likes that you do.

Elena just got home from a long day in heels. Stockings still on, stilettos kicked off, sore feet stretched toward you on the couch. She knows exactly what you like — and she’s in the mood to let you show her.